Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1887-01-24

called. Was she not worth the trouble
of retracing few steps? apparently he
thought not There were others who VAL
ued her higher.
At that very moment Mr.. Beaufort
was beside her.
s'Aliss Redfern, " he said, II heard your
whistle, and the trusty canary has flown
to your finger. I am here. Your mother
has been asking for you, and offered to
go in quest. May fiatter myself that the
whistle was to call me?'
She said nothing She might be giddy,
but was not capable of lie.
This is a fine park" said Mr.. Beau
fort, "'but you should see mine in Glou-
cestershire. This is small, mine covers
three times the amount of land, and my
trees are finer, my deer more numerous
and fatter."
what" asked Trip, ''what are your
Hveries?''
buff and blue" answered the gentle
man. The Beaufort colors. The stock
ings of the footmen-white.
II heard some one say that your har-
ness was brass mounted"
Not at all. Silver mounted, far more
stylish The Beaufort harness is all sill
yer mounted I could not differ from his
grace 1t would not look well"
Have you many carriages, sir:'
az have not counted. | believe I pay
the two guineas tax for four, and how
many drags l have for which pay fifteen
shillings, / really cannot say, leave all
that to my steward"
as your house very fine?''
II am rebuilding it in paiatial style.
The first architect of the day is employed
IN 7 bo,-a frivap hin, car-a ba ,,
rs it not rather dull in Gloucester
shire?''
Il am in town for the season.
Have you ever been to the opera? l Won
der what Miss Tottenham would say to
seeing you there in box opposite her?'
II am hardly likely to have the
chance, said Trip, and sighed
"Wil you not give me the chance of
taking you there? | place my fortune,
my mansion in Gloucestershire, my town
house, my person, unreservedly at your
feet. And he opened a morocco case,
and drew forth ring that sparkled in
the moOnlight-'' ALLOW ire to present
you with this diamond ring, worth only
a hundred and fifty pounds, as an earnest
of my sincerity"
Since Marguerite was tempted by the
casket, what womans heart can resist
jewelry?
LET us go in," said Mr.. Beaufort,
land announce our engagement 10 your
mother that charming Mrs. Redfcrn."
That night when the guests had de-
parted, Trip sat in her crushed straw
berry on the side of her bed, a very Woe
begone figure, looking before her without
seeing anything.
Then her mother came in. "Oh, myr'
she said, mot gone to bed yet. What a
blessing has come to-day The crushed
strawberry did it. Now we may sleep
happy; your fortune is made"
Trip started at her mothers voice,
and, when she came over to her daughter,
Trip, without rising, threw her arms
round her mothers neck and burst into
q storm of tears on her bosom.
"Mothcr, dear mother l think I've
made a dreadful mistake. II don't
care for him, not Bit and l do do
love Joe Miller"
"Fiddle-de-dcc!" exclaimed Mrs Red.
fern. 'Hoity toityl Fortunate you have
accepted MIR. Beaufort and taken his
ring. You can't be off that. What
when you can fly as fire balloon, wish to
grovel rs a-as a-garGen roller"
ooh, mother! l don't want to b, fire
balloon"
''Hoity toity! Not to become starr
My dear, you've made your bed now and
you must lie OF it. The world turns and
we must turn round with it. The word
that is spoken and the lover dismissed
are past recall"